Art of Almost

No!I frozeI can’t be soFar away from my wastelandI never know when I mightAmbulance Hoist the horns with my own handsAlmostAlmost

I heard a faint oléTrue love butI had other ways to hurt myselfLike callingI could open up my heartAnd fall in andI could blame it all on dust The Art of AlmostAlmostAlmostAlmost

I’ll hold it upI’ll shake the grailDisobey across the wavesTomorrowI’ll have all the love I could ever acheAnd I’ll leave almost with youAll of almostAlmost

I Might

Was I wrongOff all night longSo highAs the stinking sunI came aliveThen I feltOh Uh OhSome guysHave everything I knowIt’s alrightI’ve done a lot ofCrawling around outside(and I heard)It’s alright

Your sno-coneAnd it’s piss and bloodIt’s in the cards(oh, oh)Get Well SoonEVERYBODY!!Do all liesHave a taste?Let it goI don’t know oh...A cow’s neckBad shaveIn the low blow slo-moIt’s alrightYou won’t set the kids on fireOh but I mightHO

Ashes of American Flags

the cash machine
is blue and green
for a hundred in twenties
and a small service fee
I could spend three dollars
and sixty-three cents
on diet coca-cola
and unlit cigarettes

I wonder why
we listen to poets
when nobody gives a fuck
how hot and sorrowful
this machine begs for luck
all my lies are always wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I want a good life
with a nose for things
a fresh wind and bright sky
to enjoy my suffering
a hole without a key
if I break my tongue
speaking of tomorrow
how will it ever come
all my lies are always wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I'm down on my hands and knees
every time the doorbell rings
I shake like a toothache
when I hear myself sing
all my lies are only wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I would like to salute
the ashes of American flags
and all the falling leaves
filling up shopping bags

Born Alone

I have heard the war and worry of the gospelFerried fast across the voidI have married broken spoke charging smoke wheelsSpit and swallowed opioidI am the driver at the wheel of the horrorMarching circles at the gateMine eyes have seenThe fury so flattered by fate

Tonight I’d rather count the warm fuse internallySubtract the silence of myselfI would rather choose the middle mind of mysteryReverse a riddle for my healthI’ll unwind strange rinds overpoweringToss the chimneys in the seaI believe I’ve seenThe finger divine extremity

Please come closer to the feather smooth lens flySadness is my luxuryWill you weather, join the cold, come before I dieMore aware of it than meThe valves are blowing stoneThe kids are unabashedLoneliness postponedMine eyes deceiving gloryI was born to die aloneAlone

Laminated Cat (aka Not For The Season)

springtime comes and the leaves are back on the trees againsnipers are harder to see (my friends)weeding out the weekends

summer comes and gravity undoes youyou're happy because of the lovely way the sunshine bendshiding from your close friendsweeding out the weekends

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it's not for the season

when autumn comes you sit in your chair and you stare at the tv squarehiding in the deep endweeding out the weekends

winter comes and the days all start latethere's motion on the boughs where the dark shapes prowlfeeling all the feelingfeeling out the feeling

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they're not worth reading

Jesus, Etc.

Jesus, don't cry
you can rely on me honey
you can combine anything you want
I'll be around
you were right about the stars
each one is a setting sun

Dawned On Me

I’ve been youngI’ve been oldI’ve been hurtAnd consoledHeart of coalHeart of goldSo I’m told

I’ve been lostI’ve been foundI’ve been takenBy the soundOf my own voiceThe voices in my head

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

Every night is a testTo the east from the westThe sun rises and setsThat’s the sun at it’s best

I forget, then I knowI’d regret letting you goSometimes I can’t believe how dark it can be

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on meIt dawned on me

So onAnd so forthAnd againI will stop to beginAt the end

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

Oh I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

A Shot in the Arm

The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind Your pillow wept And covered your eyes You finally slept While the sun caught fire

You've changed

We fell in love In the key of C We walked along Down by the sea You followed me down The neck to D And fell again Into the sea You changed Oh, you've changed

Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Something in my veins

Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood

The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind You changed You've changed

I'm the Man Who Loves You

all I can see
is black and white
and white and pink
with blades of blue
that lay between
the words I think
on a page
I was meaning
to send to you
I couldn't tell
if it would
bring my heart
the way I wanted
when I started
writing this letter to you
but if I could
you know I would
just hold your hand
and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you

all I can be
is a busy sea
of spinning wheels
and hands that feel
for stones to throw
and feet that run
but come back home
it makes no difference
ever known
makes no difference
ever known to me
but if I could
you know I would
just hold your hand
and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you